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I Love My Socks (Lyric) by Bazilla

I love my socks. I love my socks. I love, my socks. I love, love, love, love My socks, socks, socks, socks. I love my socks. The socks control me. They are my very essence, My very being. Socks think therefore I am. I love my socks. One day I came home from my work, my socks were very comfy. From that day on, I decided, something rhymes with lumpy. SOCKS! WOAAAH Don't know what I'd do without them. SOCKS! WOAOOAAAAA! There used to be a line here but now I've forgotten.

suckmychucks 9-Apr-03/12:58 PM
lumpy doesnt rhyme with comfy. and you're a simpleton with a speech impediment and a sock fetish. you're gay and you're wrong for loving socks as much as you do. i'll tell you what you should do: go to a bar. get drunk. ask someone to take you home. demand sex and don't even mention your socks. dont even think to use them as a condom as i'm sure you would. i dont care how soft the tube sock is, latex works better. i give you a 2 for your psycho-sexual condition.




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